~*~ When Did This Happen? ~*~

:: Seiftis. Squffie hints. (Quistis x Seifer, Squall x Selphie) ::

Chapter Twenty-One: Mission Two

~Silverium~

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            "No."

            "Yes."

            "I said no."

            "I said yes."

            "Miss Tilmitt—"

            "YES!" Selphie shrieked, slamming her hands down on Cid's desk, "I don't ask for very much Mr. Headmaster Cid, only supplies for festivals that bring financial support to Garden. My friend is going to go catatonic or something if she doesn't get her vision back. She's one of the best damn SeeDs you'll ever have and I'm not going to let you stop me from interfering with another city's government in order to capture the big meanie that hurt my friend cause I care about her WAY too much for that too happen and if you say 'no' one more time I'm going to be very upset and leave ANYHOW because I know that Quistis won't get better until she can see and if she doesn't get better neither will Seifer and the entire world will explode!"

            Cid stared at her from over his glasses, "You didn't breathe once."

            "I know," Selphie was taking deep breaths now though, "Please, I have to go, we have to do this…"

            "Fine, go ahead, maybe you can help capture the man." Cid sighed, defeated, "Just don't—"

            "BOOYAKA!"

            "—cheer."

            Selphie whisked away. She saw Squall and Seifer coming down the stairs to see Quistis and impulsively she launched herself at Squall's back from the elevator. Squall's first reaction was to toss whatever on him off, but at the squeal and the pale arms around his neck, the legs and familiar boots around his waist, he paused and his arms, coiled back around Selphie, stilled.

            "We can go." He acknowledged,

            "You're the only one I know who can get pounced on by rabid sunshine and not crack a smile." Seifer commented,

            "I…I'm getting used to it," Squall said, looking at the floor and then tossing his soft brown bangs to one side as Selphie giggled and cuddled him.

            Seifer appraised Squall. The man had been steadily changing under the influence of the petite woman, not opening up yet, but tolerating the cheerfulness, and his average sentence word count had tripled in some instances. It was weird, since when did the two top fights of the school get so swayed by women?

            "…And if you ever do that again I will personally see to it that you are locked in your dorm!"

            Quistis stepped out, her face a mask of apathy, she had a new cane, and her once bared torso was now swathed in bandages. Seifer shot the others a warning glare and sidled up to the blonde, making his footsteps loud enough so she would alerted of his presence.

            "So Trepe, nice finishing move you had there, scared the shit out of me, but I should've known you'd have a backup plan," He spoke as he stopped beside her,

            She turned to his direction and nodded, "I can't see, but I can fight…sort of."

            "Eh, you'd probably still kick my ass Trepe, always could always will," Seifer made a mock sigh, "Poor little Seifer still being beat by girls…"

            His charm had the desired effect and though she was floating on painkillers Quistis laughed and reached out, her hand brushing his shoulder. When she had a solid grip she moved closer and then instinctively looked around, wondering if any of her other friends were there.

            "Lookin' alive Quistis, always a good sight." Irvine drawled as he walked over, "We're going to go find the bad boy who did that too ya, girlie,"

            "YEAH! I'm gonna make him pay! Ah…after he gives us the antidote and stuff." Selphie slid off Squall's back, missing his look of disappointment, and ran over, hugging Quistis,

            "…Ow." Quistis grew dizzy and swayed,

            Always looking out for her, Seifer pulled the Selphie-leech off her friend, "Let go Vice, Quistis, you need to lie down, hey, I'll take her to her room, you guys get a quad."

            Squall nodded and headed off down the hallway to the Quads. They climbed into two cars, Selphie leaping into one, Irvine casually taking the other, Squall and Zell split up, the martial artist going in with Irvine so they could continue their chat on guns and knuckles, and Squall going with Selphie because he was now looking forward to every minute spent with her.